Archive for February 13th, 2024
Loose Grommets
Tuesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Have this old man mentioned, lately, how much I hate the winter months?
When I was a young but already humble narrator, Winter was one of my favorite times of the year, but life in this fairly decrepit and rapidly decaying pentagenarian pre-corpse that I inhabit finds that the season offers little joy. My health problems Bingo card includes arthritis, a condition which reminds me of every major injury that’s ever been inflicted upon the ceramic frame that my corrupted flesh hangs upon, during the wet and cold. Couple that in with the physical and psychic aftermath of a recent trip to NYC, and a back log of fairly unexciting photos which I’ve yet to to develop. Hence – an archives post greets you today. What can I tell you – I’m all ‘effed up.
I’m medium sure that y’all haven’t seen these, but if you have – the brain is still fried from that drive to and from NYC from Pittsburgh, so… sorry. Coming apart at the seams, at the moment.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Since I fundamentally have little to say about the shots embedded in today’s post, other than that they were gathered on Pittsburgh walks I took in December and early January before the ‘gray’ season set in, I’d offer that I really wasn’t ‘grooving’ on NYC when I was there last week and decided that I’m glad that I finally escaped the place. I say it all the time – I live in Pittsburgh now, but NYC will always be home.
Thing is, it’s very ‘human’ to romanticize the past, but one tends to gloss over or forget all of the existential horror of day to day life. Things are much, much better for us here, living out a less pressurized and quieter existence here in Pittsburgh.
Spending a few days back home really magnified this POV for me. Everything was smaller, and dirtier, and harder.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I’m told that ‘the old neighborhood’ is experiencing a snow event today, but this particular storm blew around Pittsburgh, and it’s a chilly but otherwise sunny day here. I’ve got a few hundred photos to develop, which you’ll be seeing in forthcoming posts, but I’m also desperate to get out and get some exercise, despite the arthritis and other daggers of age and inflammation I’m feeling right now.
Best thing to do, when such factors affect me, is to get out with the camera and scuttle about. Pop the locks, stretch the tendons and ligaments, use the muscles.
Back tomorrow with something a bit less introspective and complaint focused, at this – your Newtown Pentacle.
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